Sometimes the greatest joy comes from bubbles

Sometimes things just happen for a reason. As I was taking the boys across the water (from the coove to pdx) to their bi-weekly class) the bridge was backed up. I drove 6 miles over to the next bridge and the only other one to get across and it too was blocked. I had left early to talk to Dax's teacher about the numerous time outs and the issues around this and they were having on Dax. Blocked all the way - not just physically.

I got off the nearest exit and found our way to downtown library where a 3-5 year old story time was just beginning. This was just what I needed to step back and slow down.